I Can Hear Your Heartbeat
take it in; release.
"It's quiet." Brendon rolled over on the couch, where his face had been pressed into the arm. "Turn on the TV or something."
"I'm thinking," Ryan said dismissively, chewing on a hangnail as he eyed his pack of cigarettes on the table.
"You're thinking too loud," the younger whined.
"You just said it was too quiet."
And they both fell silent again.
"I'm thinking," Ryan said dismissively, chewing on a hangnail as he eyed his pack of cigarettes on the table.
"You're thinking too loud," the younger whined.
"You just said it was too quiet."
And they both fell silent again.